"Great guns!" I says.
I had never really knowed what being glad was before.
"Oh, Danny, Danny," she says, putting her hands in front of her face, "and here you have come to claim me for your bride!"
Which showed me why she had looked so scared. That there girl had went and got engaged to another feller. And had been laying awake nights suffering fur fear I would turn up agin. And now I had. Looey, he always said never to trust a woman!
"Martha," I says, "you ain't acted right with me."
"Oh, Danny, Danny," she says, "I know it! I know it!"
"Some fellers in my place," I says, "would raise a dickens of a row."
"I DID love you once," she says, looking at me from between her fingers.
"Yes," says I, acting real melancholy, "you did. And now you've quit it, they don't seem to me to be nothing left to live fur." Martha, she was an awful romanceful girl. I got the notion that mebby she was enjoying her own remorsefulness a little bit. I fetched a deep sigh and I says:
"Some fellers would kill theirselves on the spot!"